"No need to, just Zhama stiffened his body. At this time, he recruited with Congshen, just happened to move." Lin Zhihuang raised his eyebrows and smiled, and Yang Jian attacked Wennan.

When Wen Nan saw the sword, he did not leave his hands, avoiding himself, not keeping the counterattack, and hitting Lin Zhihuang's chest.

Lin Zhihuang immediately accepted the offensive of the original sword. The sword from the sword blocking the sword from Wen south, the two swords collided, Lin Zhihuang's arm was shocked, and still stabilized the offensive of Wennan.

Then, then

"Good blocking, great progress!"

Wen Nanfang praised the sword and attacked Lin Zhihuang's waist again. Lin Zhihuang turned over and avoided this blow.

The southern heart attacked.

When Wen Nan saw that Lin Zhihuang was against the recruitment, he could learn and use it immediately. There was a little smile in his eyes, but his men were even more merciful. The two walked four more moves.

The sword in his hand was kicked by him again.

This time, it was very different from the last time. Lin Zhihuang leaned forward, kneeling on the ground on one knee, and he was kicked many steps like the last time, and finally fell a dog to eat shit.

Lin Zhihuang, who was on his back, kneeling on the ground on one knee: "........."

Wen Nanfang saw that Lin Zhihuang could still kneel. He didn't kneel on the ground like the last time. He nodded with satisfaction. His face was serious, and he smiled with a comfortable smile.

Lin Zhihuang bit his lips, looked up angrily, and stood up angrily: "Satoshi! You, hey,!"

Wen Nanfang arched his hand politely to Lin Zhihuang, and said with a smile: "But the test of the protagonist's power, how to practice."

Compared with the people who are still clean in front of me, Duan Fang Ruyu, Lin Zhihuang lowered his head and looked at himself, and he was full of sandy self on the martial arts.

Tao: "Come again!"

When Wen Nanfang saw Lin Zhihuang, he was so angry that he rushed to him without taking a sword. He shook his head with a smile in his eyes.

I did n’t know, Lin Zhihuang was closer, but he did not make a move according to common sense.

Wen Nanfang did not expect that Lin Zhihuang would use this trick, and he couldn't avoid it. When he stood in his eyes, he entered the sand and couldn't open his eyes for a while.

However, Lin Zhihuang took this opportunity to get close to Wen Nan, and used the taekwondo moves of her time to grab the arm of Wen Nan to close him to the back, and prepared to overturn Wennan on the ground.

Wen Nanfang was suddenly attacked by Feisha, a moment of messy, but soon recovered his calmness, closed his eyes, and estimated that Lin Zhihuang's next attack was estimated to use his legs to counter Lin Zhihuang's movement.

Lin Zhihuang's leg was stunned, and he couldn't have Wen Nanfang for a while. He immediately emptied one hand and attacked Wennan's face door.

You are like this, it belongs to the scam. "

"I don't tire of fraud, I'm testing Congshen's ability to change!"

When Wen Nanfang saw that Lin Zhihuang used what he said, he returned to block him, laughing at him, still closed his eyes, and his men firmly held people: "What do you think of the protagonist?"

"No!" Lin Zhihuang's words fell, his head fiercely leaned back, killing the enemy 1,000 to damage 800 to Wennan's jaw.

Wen Nanfang did not expect that Lin Zhihuang would use this trick, and he suddenly snorted, his hands were slightly loose, and Lin Zhihuang took advantage of this opportunity to turn him over his shoulders.

"Win!"

Lin Zhihuang saw the plan, regardless of the pain came up on the back of his head, and ran away with excitement.

"Lord, just now I was annoyed, just to make Cong deeply the enemy?" Wen Nanfang was overturned, and touched the painful jaw, lying quietly on the sand, thinking for a while, and immediately reacted.

"Nature." Lin Zhihuang laughed: "Congshen, I said all, the soldiers are not tired of fraud."

Wen Nanfang's sand entered his eyes, and he couldn't open his eyes for a while. He could only close his eyes and sat up halfway. He shook his head helplessly: "Lord, how can you calculate the strategy, use martial arts?"

"How can I not use it?" Lin Zhihuang shook his head, a serious and serious tone: "If it was a real fighting, Congshen, you have been in my hand because of the light enemy."

Wen Nanfang heard the words.

Lin Zhihuang stepped forward and would sit on the ground. Wen Nanfang, who couldn't open his eyes for a while, stood up: "Congshen, gentleman, but also alert.

Many people, even if you are the one you believe most. "

"Congshen thanks to Lord." Wen Nan clenched Lin Zhihuang's hand, and according to her strength, he stood up and paused slightly to understand the true purpose of Lin Zhihuang.

The protagonist wins him like this. In addition to the Taza step that wants to reduce the hour, it is more to mention him, so that he is more vigilant, so as not to be too stubborn.

Dingxie, lose your life.

Wen Nanfang wanted to threaten these. The sharp lines of the two thin lips were softened a lot. They raised their hands to find the direction of Lin Zhihuang's voice, and accurately touched the top of Lin Zhihuang's head.

Bag.

"Isn't it painful?" The master was so strong that he was too strong, and it was unwilling to lose. Wen Nan said secretly.

"His! Don't press!"

Lin Zhihuang's painful protagonist Wei Yidun lost, Yang opened his hand and opened Wen Nan's hand: "How about you?"

Wen Nanfang closed his eyes and replied truthfully: "The lower jaw pain, the eyes are in sand, and you need to use water and wash it."

Lin Zhihuang heard the words, padded his feet to check Wen Nan's eyes, and saw that his long eyelashes were still sandwiched. Finally, there were some secrets to others.

Blow the sand on Wennan's eyelashes, but did not want to pass the wind, but it was blowing to Wen Nan's face.

"Lord?" Wen Nanfang felt the heat blowing on his face, and called sideways.

Lin Zhihuang: "........"

Lin Zhihuang suddenly found ...... He was worried about height.

"... Congshen, are you high again?"

"So, the robe has been a little short recently."

At present, Lin Zhihuang, who is only about 160 height: "........."

When Wen Nanfang saw that Lin Zhihuang didn't speak, he immediately understood where her heart was, and laughed with a loud voice: "Lord, you have not been able to grow taller, you can grow taller."

Lin Zhihuang thought about the height of Lin Zhanyun, and suddenly had a bad premonition. He raised his hand absently and helped Wen Nanfang away the sand on his face.

Wen Nanzhang closed his eyes quietly in front of Lin Zhihuang, and he didn't care about letting her help herself.

Lin Zhihuang watched Wen Nan's face clean, but her body was still full of sand, and her crown was crooked because of her flipping and crooked. She looked down at the martial arts suit that was twisted.

, I ca n’t help laughing: “When I am a martial arts with you, I waving all the people around me, it’ s right. The martial arts is doing our appearance, so I really have a loss. ”

Wen Nanfang felt that this was nothing, and calmly said: "Martial arts is a hard work, and it is normal to fall and climb. How can you be decent? When the protagonist should mind the manner, he did not mind the manner, and when you didn't mind, he minded it.

At this time, it is inconvenient to open your eyes, and the trouble of the Lord is involved in the public.

"Well, can." Lin Zhihuang saw Wen Nan closed his eyes, and he was also harsh in teaching Mr. Wu.

After grooming, we will discuss the palace to see Xiao Qi, and discuss the business together. "

Seeing that Lin Zhihuang was not talking about martial arts, Wen Nanfang saw the "Mr." identity of the "Mr." back and retreat.

Zhihuang received a reply, and he didn't delay much. He picked up the Qing Chan Soft Sword, which fell on one side, and left the practice of martial arts quickly.

Wen Nanfang heard Lin Zhihuang's footsteps drifting away, always covering behind him, holding his hands tightly, moved to his chest slowly, and his expression collapsed calmly.
Chapter completed!